Shen Hun was very calm, and seemed not surprised by Shen Chunjiang's refusal.
After all, shares are his life and the root of the group's foothold.
This request is tantamount to killing half of his life and cutting away half of his roots.
but-
"As far as I know, if the Shiquan Bay project can't proceed smoothly, your position as president will not be preserved. At that time, no amount of shares will be meaningful except for dividends."
Shen Hou did not rush, so he tore through Shen Chunjiang's embarrassment and embarrassment under the calm surface.
"As the saying goes, if you stay in the green hills, you are not afraid that there will be no firewood. If you give up half of your shares, you are still the president of Mingda; but if you don't become the president, do you think grandpa will allow a large number of shares to be idle in the hands of someone who does not hold real power
Shen Chunjiang's fingertips faintly trembled while holding the phone, turning blue and white.
"I might as well make a bold guess. Even if you abdicate, the power of the company cannot be left behind. Then only the second uncle, the younger uncle, and the older brother will meet the upper-level conditions."
"My uncle has no intention of doing business and is not good at it. There is no threat for the time being. But my second uncle is different. He stayed in the general manager's seat for too long, always thinking about going further. Maybe this time I was hiding in the corner. Here, wait to see your jokes and take the opportunity to replace them."
Shen Chunjiang snorted coldly: "You are well informed!"
It stands to reason that the resolution of the board of directors is not allowed to spread, and any turmoil may cause panic in the following, especially when it involves the appointment and removal of the president such huge personnel changes. But Shen Hou could downplay and blurt out.
"What you should know, you will always know," she said, smiling lightly and meaningfully.
"The board of directors has yours?" Shen Chunjiang was stunned when he said this.
He actually looked up to this stinky girl who was still stinky? Those old guys on the board can't even move him, let alone Shen Hou
Perhaps even Shen Chunjiang himself hadn't noticed that he had such an idea, to some extent, it was already a kind of jealousy for Shen Hun.
And the backside of fear is the fear of the strength of another person.
Unconsciously, Shen Chunjiang's attitude towards Shen Hou has changed from a father's natural dominance and coercion over his daughter to an evenly matched defense and vigilance among opponents.
"Is this question important?" Shen Hou asked back, "Isn't it the most urgent matter to find a way to keep your position as president?"
Shen Chunjiang was silent.
"Dad, are you willing to watch your second uncle take the lead?"
This question reached his soul, digging out the unknown darkness in his heart, shining brightly in the sun.
All selfishness and ugliness are invisible.
Shen Chunjiang's eyes are red, and his expression is grim: "Don't think about it!"
Hearing this sentence, Shen Hou knew that he was tempted, and the negotiation was mostly successful.
"Dad, you are not at a loss."
Shen Chunjiang snorted, "Do you think I'll let it go? Don't forget, there is another person."
Shen Qian!
"Your second uncle and I are not of the same mind. It's true. But my own son always comes from the same line. I sit in the presidential seat and he sits in the same line."
"Oh?" Shen Hun raised his eyebrows, his tone raised, "You ask yourself, is there really no difference?"
Shen Chunjiang was shocked severely.
"You don't believe it?" Shen Hou seemed to see his reaction through the phone, and everything was clear.
The power of oneself and the power of the son are like the emperor and the supreme emperor. Although there is filial piety, the real power is lost.
"Will you be willing?"
Shen Chunjiang was short of breath.
Reconciled
Of course unwilling!
Whether you are your own brother or your own son, it is better to hold real power yourself!
"Dad, I only need half now. After a while, maybe I will have more than half. The real estate will rise, but my mood is not as regular as the price of the property. If you give me all the shares, I will not necessarily agree to it."
"Shen Hou! You are presumptuous!"
"Dad, nowadays, do you think it's useful to put on airs?"
"..."
"If I were you, I would not hesitate to choose to keep my position as soon as possible. Once the shares are given out, and I can take the opportunity to recover them, I will not deliberately embarrass them. The eldest brother took away the position of president, do you think they will return to Zhao?"
It's hard to make people spit out what you eat!
Even if you vomit it out, can you guarantee it will be intact? Maybe it has become shit.
"... That's the end of the story. You should know the stakes more clearly than I do. Think twice and act cautiously!"
After that, just hang up.
Shen Chunjiang was slightly startled when he saw that the other end cut off the call without hesitation.
That's it... Hung up
Shen Hou finished what should be said, and didn't want to entangle any more.
The human heart is subtle, and many times it is too late.
If you just stick it up, people may not appreciate it; if you are free and easy, it doesn't matter, but the hook is half-hanging.
Shen Hou is like an experienced angler, throwing a bait and just waiting for the fish to get the bait.
A quarter of an hour later.
The phone's ringtone rang again.
Shen Wei smiled lightly, she knew that she had won.
…
As a listed company, Mingda can trade freely except for restrictions on share transfer within one year of establishment and one year of listing.
Shen Chunjiang owns 22% of the shares, and Shen Hou shares half, or 11%. Apart from the father, he is still the largest shareholder of the group.
Tea room.
The scent is filled with heat and fragrance.
The screen separates the two people sitting opposite each other from behind.
One man and one woman, one old and one young.
The eyes were facing each other, and the flames burst.
No one would think that this is a father and daughter, not warm, not close, but like enemies.
A cold expression, a faint smile.
Shen Wei opened the folder, and the five characters of "Share Transfer Letter" came into view. He quickly browsed through the various clauses, and finally wrote down where he signed his signature.
She handed it to Shen Chunjiang, but the latter did not answer, seemingly hesitant.
Shen Hou is not in a hurry: "Dad, today is the last day, and now there are... two hours before Jinglin's get off work hours. It takes 30 minutes to take a taxi from here..."
"I sign!" Shen Chunjiang gritted his teeth, grabbed the pen at hand, and waved it away.
Leaving the tea room, Shen Hou drove to Jinglin Building.
It’s still the secretary, but his attitude is many times more polite than when he treated Shen Chunjiang—
"Miss Shen, Mr. Xu has been waiting for a long time."
"Let's go." Nodding lightly.
The secretary respectfully walked in front and led the way, while Shen Hun followed without hesitation.
As soon as the office door was closed, no one knew what they were talking about inside.
Twenty minutes later, Shen Hun left Jinglin Building.
The next day, the long-awaited signing reception was put on the agenda again.
At the same time, Shen Chunjiang barely passed the board of directors and regained his position as president.
…
"Damn it!" Shen Chunting slapped it on the table, and even the water glass placed on it vibrated.
"What's the matter?" Wei Mingxin came out of the kitchen hurriedly after hearing the sound, wearing a pink blue apron.
Without Fendai, there is a kind of pale tenderness, but it is difficult to hide the haggard.
Once, she was a graceful and noble rich lady, from hair to toe nails, nothing was not exquisite.
But since that incident, Shen Chunting has never touched her again.
Wei Mingxin asked the reason. Although the man kept silent, she could clearly see something called "dislike" in his eyes.
He thought she was dirty, so he didn't touch her.
At that moment, Wei Mingxin was like falling into the ice cellar. From the age of eighteen to forty-eight, she had been with this man for thirty years.
I have become accustomed to clinging, just like the dodder flower will only entangle the big tree to survive.
Without Shen Chunting, she might not survive.
In the past, she was beautiful in color and delicate in appearance. She had a wayward capital. Now her innocence is ruined and she is disgusted. If she doesn't know how to measure, I'm afraid this man will completely dislike her.
Therefore, Wei Mingxin picks up the housework that has always been annoying, and makes soup for Shen Chunting's hands every day.
The life of shopping, watching foreign shows, traveling on the island, and playing cards with sisters left her overnight.
As everyone knows, the more small to please, the more guilty she is in her heart.
In a sense, such behavior means that Wei Mingxin himself believes that he has done something wrong.
And this "acquiescence" made her deliberately lower her posture when facing Shen Chunting, pandering to this man in a humble and flattering manner, in order to obtain a hint of mercy and forgiveness from him.
When a woman denies herself, how can we make a man cherish her and love her
The more humble she is, the more Shen Chunting feels that she is humble.
The more she backed down, the more Shen Chunting became more admirable.
For a long time, stumbling, tangled and entangled, and finally became a dead knot that cannot be solved!
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I was called to Shanmao early this morning, and the cell phone signal was intermittent and could not be updated in time, so make it up tonight! Huh~